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And More and More and Then Still More

Last week I referred to a landslide, a great forcing up of new perspective, but I wrote about only a piece of it. It’s too much to look at at once, a view too big for the eyes and mind … Continue reading

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Stuck In The Middle

So at last I am making real progress on the book. But it’s been an interesting struggle, and not one for the faint of heart. When I wrote Falling Apart In One Piece, I was constantly asked “Was it cathartic … Continue reading

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Healed, I Yearn for Her

My mother is dead. She has been gone for five and half years, not that I’m counting. Well, okay, sometimes I count. But grief is forever new. When it shows up, it’s as fresh and fertile as a garden in … Continue reading

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I Miss Her So Much

Part of surviving my mother meant withdrawing from her, so her painful comments had to fly farther to reach me. Starting the work of writing the book this weekend (unfortunately, what I am doing could not yet be called ‘writing’) … Continue reading

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My Mom is on Facebook

You know that list of your Facebook friends, the one that’s in the column to the right of your news feed? Yeah, that one. I’ve never thought too much about it, except to wonder what the algorithm is that decides … Continue reading

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